pints

despite the utter exhaustion of the long last few weeks, I celebrated the close of my two freshman composition classes this evening--checked out the newish neighborhood bar with Michael, Byron, and Bryon's friend Becca (and her girlfriend).

I feel like I should really say more here about my day, about my taught courses, about lunch out at Bentley's, about my own class I take on Thursday evening, about getting ready for my little photography show. Yes, I feel like I should.